Liz: [Voiceover] I could feel everything he was feeling. I could feel his loneliness. For the first time I was really seeing Max Evans. I saw me as he saw me, and the amazing thing was, in his eyes I was beautiful.

Liz: [Voiceover] It's September 24th, I'm Liz Parker and five days ago I died. But then the really amazing thing happened. I came to life.

Deputy: What did they look like?

Maria: Well, one was like a muscular Beavis and the other was like a beefy Butthead.

Maria: The thing is, we don't know anything about these Czechoslovakians. Are they good Czechoslovakians? Are they bad Czechoslovakians? We don't know. They're just random Czechoslovakians. For all we know, they don't have their passport.

Michael: Let me guess. You're in love with a girl and she's with another guy?

Max: You realize you can be really annoying, right?

Liz: Is there anything you can do for my grandmother? You know, "do"?

Max: Liz, when I saved you, it was because you were shot. There was a bullet in you. Something was happening to you that wasn't supposed to happen. It was before your time. But I can't just heal people. I'm not... God.

Liz: I know.

Liz: [Voiceover] The tough thing about following your heart is what people forget to mention, that sometimes your heart takes you to places you shouldn't be, places that are as scary as they are exciting and as dangerous as they are alluring, and sometimes your heart takes you to places that can never lead to a happy ending. And that's not even the difficult part. The difficult part is when you follow your heart, you leave normal, you go into the unknown. And once you do, you can never go back.

Liz: [Voiceover] It's funny how the world changes sometimes, how the streets you walked your entire life seem darker, colder. How the silence isn't so quiet any more. How eyes you've barely even noticed now look at nothing but you. How the walk home every night is no longer routine, but a victory. And then you begin to wonder. Maybe it's not the world that's changed. Maybe it's just you.

Max: You said you'd be nicer to her.

Michael: And you said you'd stay away from her. Let's call it even.

Alex: Okay, you know what? The next time you and Liz feel the urge to share with me, you know, feel the impulse to really open up... do me a favor, okay? Let it pass.

Max: Someone should tell the sheriff that deadbolts don't work as well when you leave your door open.

Liz: [Voiceover] October 28th. I've missed a few days. But in my absence I've been thinking about some things, about life before Max Evans saved me, of how I used to pray for something to happen, something to just break the routine, you know, of school and work. Something that would make a small town feel bigger, that would make a small town girl feel bigger, too. And ever since I got my wish and Max Evans patched a bullet hole two inches below my ribs, I realized one thing: that the bigger your world gets, the bigger your problems get, too.

Maria: I just... I knew you had criminal tendencies. You even drive erratically.

Maria: If there's ever a time to have secret powers, now is the time.

Maria: When I was a kid, I used to stay up at night and, um, make up stories about my father... you know, and who he was and... what he was doing. And they all ended exactly the same way. He would come in a limo and pick me and my mom up and take us off to some exotic place where we'd live like royalty. Because, you know... I thought to myself, there's got to be something better out there for me than Roswell, New Mexico.

Liz: [Voice Over] All logic is gone. Here were my plans last night: finish my shift, dinner with the parents, half-hour of talking to Maria on the phone, then dive into this issue I've been having with geometry and hopefully finish in time to watch this A&E biography on Madame Curie. Instead, I took off in an open-air vehicle that probably shouldn't be allowed on the road to begin with, broke into a house, essentially stole things from it, and engaged in general bonding with aliens. Welcome to my world.

Maria: I mean, it can never be. There's a number of obstacles. His hair, his personality, the fact that he was hatched.

Liz: Oh, I have to go talk to Kyle.

Maria: Oh, the stalker. Good luck with that, Lizzy.

Liz: Can I help you?

Eddie: I think I'll try the redskin basket.

Liz: Oh, yeah, I've been trying to get that off the menu for months.

Eddie: Thanks for the effort. My people are indebted. My name's Eddie.

Liz: [Voiceover]: Have you ever had a moment when you're with the one person in the world you want to be with and the wind is blowing through your hair and the song that just describes your entire soul happens to come on, and then the person that you want to be with happens to love the same song and suddenly you realize you're listening to it together? And that no matter how crazy your life has gotten there's this one moment, this perfect moment, where you could just say that no matter what happens, nothing can take this moment away from me...

[A horse appears in the road ahead]

Liz: [Voiceover]: And then, something does.

Alex: See, I mean, my point is... is that there's no garage band scene here at Roswell, you know? Which makes for a potential genius situation. I mean, we could start an entire music scene, you know?

Lester: I think I'm tone-deaf.

Alex: You are tone-deaf, Lester. That's why I was thinking the drums for you.

Alex: It's amazing. You wanna know what? A couple weeks ago, if someone were to ask me who I would trust with my life other than my parents, I would have said you without skipping a beat. And now... now I feel like I don't even know who you are.

Liz: Alex, I want to tell you, I do, but... it's not my secret to tell. Alex, I need to know what you told Sheriff Valenti.

Alex: I want to tell ya, Liz... but it's not my secret to tell.

Max: Liz, I think that what I'm afraid of isn't that we try this and it works out really badly. What I'm afraid of is we try it and it works out really well. I'm afraid of feeling everything that I know I would feel. Because I know it's not meant to be. And somewhere down the line, we're gonna get hurt. I can live with that. I just couldn't bear to hurt you.

Sheriff: You were breaking the law. You were stopping honest, hard-working people from doing their jobs.

Amy: Those honest hard-working people were destroying a 200-year-old piece of Native American architecture, raping our town of its history.

Sheriff: Amy, the Native Americans wanted that thing torn down more than anybody.

Maria: Well, I guess when Liz was shot and Max dissolved the bullet into nothingness and then repaired the damages inside of her that would have otherwise left her dead, I guess that kind of changed my thinking.

Michael: Well, I hope so, because dealing with frick and frack over there is one thing, but we can't bring adults into this and expect them to handle it. Adults are the enemy, Max. Remember that.

Max: Michael, you say everyone is the enemy.

Michael: They are.

Maria: It's cheating. You can't just wave your hand over a problem and make it go away. Why don't you figure out what's really going on with you, Michael...why you can't just piece together an apology like any normal human being. Oops. Maybe that's the problem

Michael: I have something to say to you. If anything like that happens to me again, like when I got sick, don't help me. I can't get indebted to anyone, and I can't get entangled. I got to be a stone wall. And when I'm around you sometimes, I don't feel like a stone wall anymore.

Maria: Well, what do you feel like?

Michael: I don't know. Like confused.

Maria: Like human?

Michael: Yeah, and I don't want to feel that way.

Liz: Max, you know what your problem is? You put everything on yourself...on your own shoulders. Maybe you should have some faith in the people around you.

Michael: Yeah, you know what, I do. I'm here trying to figure out the meaning of my existence, and I'm tired of having to wade through the kooks like you and the freak shows like this in order to do it.

Max: What did you tell him? Why did he come after me? You're the Sheriff. You're supposed to protect me. But all you've done is go after me! You believe all these crazy things. You're just like Hubble. You want me? Well, here I am! Take me.

Max: Let's just keep running, you and me, away from here, away from everything. I see everything so clearly now. We'll go someplace where no one knows us. As long as we're together, nothing else Matters.

Liz: You're drunk. Nothing that you're saying is true.

Max: It's all true, Liz. It's how I really feel. It's all just magic when I think about you.

[Max touches a lamp post and causes the light to shine in a pattern.]

Liz: Max, turn it off. Anyone can see.

Max: And when I'm not with you... I go crazy.

[Max touches a car and the car alarm goes off.]

Liz: Max.

Max: When you're here...

Liz: Oh, Max. Please.

Max: You're my dream girl, Liz.

Liz: And what if I believe you tonight?

Max: Then we live happily ever after.

Liz: And then what about tomorrow... when you go back to realizing who you really are, and all of your fantasies go away.

Max: You keep telling me how lucky I am... to have a great home, great parents. But in one way, it's harder for me, because when I screw up, I have no excuses. But you, you can do and say anything you want because you have Hank, and you can blame it on that. But what happens without him? It'll all be on you, that's what.

Michael: Well, leave it up to me to still screw it up, huh?

Max: He can't make up for in one night what he's never had in a lifetime.

Trucker: Ain't no aliens in that town. Let me ask you something. If you were an alien, you can go anywhere in the world, would you pick Roswell?

Principal: It's a small room that we use to clean the erasers so that chalk dust doesn't fly all over the school.

Diane Evans: Wait. I'm a little lost. You mean Liz and Max were cleaning erasers when they created this disturbance?

Principal: No. They were what we used to call "making out." We're talking sexual activity here, not erasers.

Maria: I'm worried for you.

Liz: Why?

Maria: Because this isn't you.

Liz: Yes, Maria, see... this is, this is me. I'm sitting right next to you.

Maria: I just don't want you to go too far.

Liz: I think I want to.

Maria: Are you crazy? This is dangerous. This isn't like a game! We don't even know what could happen!

Liz: Look who's talking! You were the first one to take the plunge, Maria!

Maria: Michael and I just kissed. Okay, fine. We did a little more than kissing. But, look, I wasn't getting visions, and I didn't have glowing hickeys and rashes and... look, Liz, the bottom line is that we don't know what this is about, all right? Female spiders can, you know, bite off the males' heads after they mate. What if they need someone to mate with to get certain information, you know? And then... Blttt! You know?

Liz: What're you been trying to say? That Max is just gonna bite my head off?

Maria: Uh, no. What I'm saying is, how do you know that he's not like using you?

Liz: Maria, because it... it... it feels right. I'm sorry. It feels right in a way that nothing has felt right in my life before.

Maria: I want you to know that what I said about you being all shut down and that's why I had to fake the flashes, that was... wrong and very unfair. If something went wrong, it was because of me. I'm the one who's scared. I mean, I fake all kinds of things all the time with everybody. It's just you were the first person I actually ever admitted it to.

Michael: Well... thanks for sayin' that, but it's not really true.

Maria: What do you mean?

Michael: It's not true about you being shut down all the time. I happen to know that for a fact.

Maria: Really? How?

Michael: Because you let me see you. The red sneakers, Maria. One had a Kermit patch on it, and the shoelaces were blue, and you had your dalmatian dog with you there, licking off your tears.

Max: Liz, about what Michael said before, about Tess, I just...I want you to know that I don't feel anything for her. I look at you, and I know you're the person I'm supposed to be with. I've always known it. What happened here that day, when you got shot, and how that brought us together...it's fate. Look at me. You're the one, Liz...the only one. I could never be with anyone else.

Max: No, that was the day my life began. Liz, when I was in that room, and they did what they did to me. You're what kept me alive. The thought of you. The way your eyes look into mine. Your smile. The touch of your skin. Your lips. Knowing you has made me human. Whether I die tomorrow or fifty years from now, my destiny is the same: it's you. I want to be with you, Liz. I love you.

Sheriff Valenti: We'll be safe here for a while.

Michael: There is no safe anymore.

Michael: It's not safe.

Maria: It's never been safe. What difference does it make now?

Michael: No, I'm not safe. All right, I mean, I can do these things that I can't control. Look at what I did to Pierce. I'm not going to take that chance with you. I don't want you to be around for what's going to happen.

Maria: Wait. Don't do this to me Michael, please. You need me now, more than you have before, alright?

Michael: No, I don't need anyone.

Maria: Well, maybe I do. Did you ever think of that? I mean, look at Max and Liz. They can't bear to be separated. But you, you can just throw me away. Just like that. Why is that, Michael? Why?

Michael: Maybe because I love you too much.

Liz: Max, you do have a destiny. You just heard it. I can't stand in the way of it.

Max (voiceover): Well, I guess the natural place to start is...that I'm an alien...a hybrid, actually. You know, human DNA mixed with alien DNA...that kind of thing. Oh, I almost forgot. My sister Isabel and our friend Michael are also a little green around the gills.

Maria: who is that? She looks familiar?

Alex: Vanessa Whitaker. She's our congresswoman.

Maria: I gotta start reading the newspaper.

Maria: Girlfriend, I know we bonded over the summer. But I'm not ready to show you the bod just yet.

Michael: I thought we agreed that it was over between us.

Maria: You agreed, and then you avoided me the entire summer.

Michael: Well, it is.

Maria: Why? 'Cause you're destined to be with Isabel?

Michael: No. I don't buy that. Because I'm destined to be the soldier, and a soldier can't have some chick at home waiting for him.

Maria: Michael, half the movies ever made are about soldiers with chicks waiting at home for them.

Kyle: Yeah. I just... I'm just not looking forward to dealing with all the little green men again.

Kyle: Hey! This is my room & that's my jersey!

'Tess Sorry!

Kyle: No. Alright. Wear it.

Tess: kinda uptight about nudity for a guy who reads jugs.

Kyle: gimme that!

Tess: oh the post-its? Nice touch.

Kyle: Ok, listen. I don't know how they do things on Planet Vulcan, or whatever. But here on Earth we have this primitive human concept called, privacy.

Tess: Keep talking to me like that & I'll slag you with my death ray eyes.

Kyle: *stares*

Tess: Kidding. You Buddhists have like no sense of humor.

Kyle: How do you know about that?

Tess: Buddhism for Beginners is also under your bed. How do you think the Buddha would feel about being sandwiched between Hustler & Busty Biker Babes?

Kyle: Look, you can't tell anyone about that.

Tess: why?

Kyle: because I have a certain reputation.

Tess: which the less said the better?

Kyle: I'm serious

Tess: Kyle Valenti, Buddhist.

Kyle: look, I got into it over the summer

Tess: Oh! Football camp! Guys are crazy about-

Kyle: Listen! This... this whole aliens-are-among-us thing... it really screwed me up... made me question stuff... life, reality, my place in this universe... and you don't understand. You... you guys... you people turned my life upside down. I need a little clarity. I need a little peace of mind.

Tess: No, I don't understand. I'm a girl from another planet. No family, no friends. Only 3 other people like me in the world. And the man I grew up with...the man who raised me...he was just murdered. You're right, Kyle. What would I know about needing peace of mind?

Michael: And if he kills you?

Max: Then you can be fearless leader.

Brody: Exactly. Do you know what this means, Max? Aliens. I mean, not like they're walking among us or anything stupid like that, but they're actually making contact with people right here in Roswell.

Max: This isn't about Tess. It's about you and me. You think I'm gonna forget about you or get over it or something, but... but I'm not. I don't... I don't care about my destiny or my planet or anything else. All I care about is you. So just know this... I'm coming for you, Liz.

Alex:: You know I can't believe you talked me into that. It was the most humiliating experience of my life. No one told me her parents were gonna be here. I did a striptease in front of her Mother. Are you listening to me?

Maria: One nipple does not constitute a striptease, Alex.

Alex: She saw my nipple?! OH GOD!

Courtney: Chill out NYPD Blue

Alex': Chill out? I spent $150 to rent this costume. And do you have any idea how it feels to walk around all day with a thong up your ass?

Hal: They looked like human fetuses. There was 4 to a sac. 8 total. That night, I packed my things and never came back. The base was on full alert. There was no way anybody or anything else could have escaped...and that's the story of Hal Carver. The only time I ever stuck my neck out to save anything...and it all went to hell.

[Michael reaches out his hand and blows up the bottles from a distance]

Michael: You saved me.

[He then turns to Hal who is having trouble lighting his cigarette. Michael creates a flame on his thumb. Hal and Michael hug]

[Max grabs Liz and gives her a long, passionate kiss. There are image flashbacks.]

Max: I felt that... and I know you did, too, and I know you think that... that I need to let you go... for the sake of Michael, and Isabel, and my race... so you went to Tess. But she can't be you. Tess can never be you.

Liz: Do you know how hard it was for me to tell him that I didn't want to die for him? He's the only reason that I'm alive right now. You...you've...you gotta come up with another plan. Please go to someone else. I...I just...I can't do this anymore.

Future Max: Just 25 minutes before I came here, I held Michael in my arms...dead. Isabel died 2 weeks before that. Now you have to do this. You have to find a way. All of our lives depend on it.

Liz: How? What can I do that's gonna make you turn away from me?

Future Max: I don't know.

Alex: Do you have any idea what you've done to Maria?

Michael: Dude, it was a misunderstanding.

Alex: Look. I don't care that you've got 30 pounds on me or...or that you can kill me with some...some twisted alien power. I will not let you treat her like that. I...I don't care that Isabel treats me like crap, but no one does that to Maria, all right? She's not just some girl!

Max: I can't help it. I love her. What can I say?

Maria: You're hopeless.

Future Max: I've fought a thousand battles...but watching you do that was the hardest thing I've ever had to do.

Liz: The look on his face...on your face.

Future Max: Maybe it's for the best. For you, too.

Liz: What are you talking about?

Future Max: I saw you with Kyle. He's turning out to be a...a great guy. Maybe it would be better for you to be with a human.

Liz: Don't you realize what you are to me...and you're always gonna be? You're the love of my life. Everyone else is gonna be second best. There'll never be another you.

Isabel: Actually I think Maria would find it in her heart to forgive you for exceeding the price limit, though there would be hell to pay if you gave the girl you love an electric toothbrush for Christmas. You're better off getting her no gift at all.

Michael: No. I tried the "no present" idea last year. It didn't work.

Isabel: You know, is it too much to ask that one day a year, I can be like a normal human being with a normal life and have a merry Christmas?!?

Michael: Hey, we're here for a reason, Max. So call me a selfish jerk, but I don't think we should risk everything just so you can feel a little bit better about yourself at Christmas. It's 3 against 1. I'm voted down anyway.

Max: Michael.

Michael: You made your decision before you walked through that door. I know you did. I could hear it in your voice, so why don't you just go do what you're gonna do... and make sure you don't screw up.

Liz: As beautiful as that is, Max... you can't keep doing it. I know it seems like there's no reason for those kids to have cancer or for a father to get killed saving his child or for any of it... but maybe there is. Maybe there is someone or something out there that's planning all of this, and maybe you have to respect it. You're not God, Max. You're the one that told me that.

Max: Everyone we touch gets hurt in some way or another. 5 years from now, I don't want you to open your eyes and realize that...that you missed out. You're part of the group. You always will be. But you need to be allowed to...to grow.

Liz: Why can't you come with me?

Max: Because I can't. But I'll be watching you, Liz Parker. Wherever you go...and I'll be here when you get back.

Maria: Pretty weird, huh? Michael, have you ever even thought of the possibility that this guy more than just looks like you? Like he is you. Like your donor. Like your human side is him. Which means in some weird and twisted way, that he and his relatives are like your family.

Maria: Look, you wanna know why you look like Grandpa 1935? She has the key. So, you have two choices, all right? You can let her in on the whole alien conspiracy thing and hope that it shakes something loose from the dusty corners of her brain, or you can... No. You know what? That's not gonna work, so look... You have that one option, all right?

Michael: No, no, no. What's my second option?

Maria: You're not capable of it, I promise.

Michael: Just say it.

Maria: Form an emotional bond with Laurie. (Michael shakes his head) All right, fine. You don't like that answer, then go show her the secret alien handshake.

Maria: I can't put the words in your mouth, Michael. It's gotta come from you. It's gotta come from your-- it's gotta come from whatever organ you have sitting in for your heart. Just go over there and tell her in your own words that she can trust you, and make sure that she feels that you're being completely, emotionally honest.

Michael: Look, Laurie, I know a lot of people think you're pretty crazy. But the truth is, knowing everything you've been through, you seem pretty normal to me. I just want you to know that whatever you are to me-- a sister, a cousin, whatever-- you're the only family I've ever known, and I just found you. I don't... I don't want to let you go. I know you're scared to death of me, but... if you could find some way to trust me... I mean, I got all kinds of faults. And this one over here, you know (gestures to Maria) she can list them off for you if you want later on, but... the one thing I am is loyal. I will not turn my back on you. That's all I got to say. I don't know.

Amy DeLuca: Michael, I want you to listen to me very, very carefully. On this glorious, rebellious, lost weekend of yours, you will take care of my daughter. You will protect her and be kind to her, and she will have fun. You will not get matching tattoos, and you will not allow her to pierce any part of her body that cannot be shown in polite company. [Sniffles] And, Michael, if you have sex with my daughter, I will hunt you down and kill you like the mangy dog you are. Okay?

Michael: Nightmares, Maxwell. I can't shake them. I've had them every night for two weeks. I mean my brain needs a vacation, or I swear to God I'm going to lose it on someone or something, and it's not gonna to be pretty.

Michael: Hey! I've been going through some heavy stuff the last couple of weeks. In case you missed it, I got shot.

Max: I know, I healed you.

Michael: You put your hand over my shoulder and you did your little trick like a robot. You're a machine, Max. You wouldn't know the first thing about what it takes to heal me. To really heal me.

Jim Valenti: So you skipped school. Missing class is excusable if it involves saving a planet-- yours, mine, or any other. It is not acceptable if it is done in the name of under-age gambling. Is that clear?

Maria: You know what? I, I find it to be really unnatural that you're half alien warrior and half Grandpa Dupree! But I make do.

Liz (on her journal): We try to live responsible logical lives, but we can't tell our hearts what to feel. Sometimes our hearts lead us to places we never thought we wanted to go, and sometimes our hearts can be the sweetest gentlest things we have. Sometimes our hearts can make us feel miserable anger, excited and confused all at once. But at least my heart is open, and I'm writing again. I'm feeling. I'm breathing.

Maria: If you're here to trash-talk, I'm gonna have to take a rain check, 'cause that is the only way I'm gonna get through a simple school day without losing it, all right?

Tess: You're scared to go home.

Max: What is home? Is home really up there? I just feel like this whole idea about where we come from, and I want to believe it. I want to understand it more and more, but it just feels like this dream... this, this dream that I can never really quite touch or see or...feel. And earth just seems so much more... real.

Max: Michael. The idea that Alex might have died just because we're here... I can't bear it. All those times you would run off chasing some clue to find out where we come from. Why we're here. Where we belong. I always thought you were chasing something that wasn't out there, because in my heart, I believed that we belonged here, you know? That we were human. Lately, I've been thinking that you might have been right all along.

Michael: Lately, I've been thinking I might have been wrong all along.

Maria: I can't count on you.

Michael: Yes, you can. I'll take care of this. I mean, I'm right here for you.

Maria: But you won't always be.

Michael: What?

Maria: One day you're gonna leave me. You're gonna get on a spaceship and go away, and you being the perfect boyfriend right now is really not helping me. I can't lose anyone else, Michael. My heart can't handle it.

Max: I always thought when we graduated I would give you my ring. [handing her the pendant they found at Atherton's] It looks like I won't graduate, so this is something from where I'll be.

Liz: I can't believe that this is what I have of you. I can't believe that after everything...

Max: Liz, you never slept with Kyle, did you?

[Liz shakes her head no.]

Max: I wish, I wish this all could have been different. I wish that so much. [kisses her]

Liz: I guess that this is our goodbye. Just tell me one thing: do you love her?

Max: Not like I love you.

Isabel: What if I said I wanted to stay?

Max: When we came out of the pods and we lost Michael, it was just the two of us in the desert and I knew that I wasn't alone, that I had my sister. To me, earth isn't home and whatever's out there isn't home, but you're my home.

Michael: There's a lot about you, Maria. There's a lot about you, but I think what means the most to me is that you're open. You know I can look into your eyes and I can see you. I can see what you're thinking. I can see what you're feeling. How much I mean to you sometimes, how much I piss you off sometimes. But I can always see you.

Maria: I see you, too.

Michael: No, no you don't see me. You know when Max and Liz would kiss, and Liz would get the flashes? And when we would kiss, you didn't. I know how much that hurt you.

Maria: That doesn't matter to me any more, Michael.

Michael: The reason you didn't get the flashes is because I didn't let you get them. I didn't let you see me. I've never let anyone see me before... because there are things inside of me that I don't want people to see. There's things inside of me that I'm not so proud of. But I've thought about it, and I want you to see me.

Michael: Max... I can't go. Ever since we came out of the pods, I've been on some quest to figure out where I belong. I finally found home. The weird thing is, it's here, it's on earth.

Max: [to Liz] I've been really wrong about a lot. But I was right about one thing: To get you into my life, to be around you, to love you.

Liz: Well, yeah. Yeah, since I told her that you broke my heart, without any of the alien details, of course. She thinks that we should just take things slow. Just dinner, then straight home, no plans for future dates. No making out.

Max: So I suppose skinny-dipping would be against the rules, too.

Michael: Now if I'm to have any chance of graduating this year, I need to get into your Bio 101 class.

Mr. Seligman: Why didn't you come to my Bio 101 class when you were in it?

Michael: But if you help me graduate this year, then you won't have to see me next year.

Mr. Seligman: Well, you do have a point there.

Isabel: Max! You idiot! What are you trying to do to our poor, clueless human parents?

Liz: I want to do this with you, Max. Together.

Max: Why?

Liz: Because if I had lost a child, I would want you to help me find him. But that's only part of the reason. The other part is that I don't want you to slip away from me. I know what it's like to be with you, and I know what it's like to be apart from you. And I would rather be with you.

Michael: Yeah, you left the loving parents, the cushy home, college fund. Smart move.

Liz: No matter how hard my parents try, nothing can keep us apart. I love you, and even when I can't see you in the day, I see you at night in my dreams.

Mr. Parker: Did you have fun? Where you been? I'm asking you man to man where you took my daughter in the middle of the night. Be man enough to answer me.

Max: We went to the desert. We didn't do anything wrong.

Mr. Parker: It was wrong for you to see her at all. You know that.

Max: I'm sorry. I love her.

Mr. Parker: I don't give a damn about your love. Because of you, my daughter was arrested for armed robbery. She could've been killed. Did you ever think about that? Tell me you're not dangerous, Max. Tell me that being with you doesn't put my little girl's life in jeopardy. Yeah. That's what I thought. So now this is gonna stop. It's gonna stop right now, and you are never to see Liz again. And if you do... If I find out that you so much as sat next to her in class, she'll be on the next plane to Vermont.

Max: Do you murder everyone who discovers you're an alien, or do they get a warning first?

Kal: So, this is the mighty king of Antar? A low-rent Tom Cruise with a $10 haircut? Buddy boy, you have no idea what you're gettin' yourself into.

Isabel: Michael... I don't want to put my life on hold. This is my one chance to be happy... To love someone and have him love me back without all of this garbage that has made us miserable our whole lives getting in the way. I've put a lot of thought into it, and I don't see any reason why Jesse has to know the truth.

Michael: Well, knowing what I know about alien sex, he's gonna have major questions after the honeymoon.

Maria: I still can't believe Isabel's getting married. This is, like, a disaster of epic proportions. If you think Michael freaked when he found out, Max is gonna go ballistic.

Max: I failed. And my son... He's up there somewhere. I've just messed everything up. Langley's life. Yours. I'm so sorry, liz. I'm so sorry.

Michael: Hey, no, sit down. None of us know what happened in that life. All we know for certain is who are in this life. And in this life, you're Isabel, and Isabel isn't the kind of person who's gonna betray her husband.

Liz: What makes me different from everybody else is the fact that I was brought back from the dead by an alien.

Liz: No, he risks so much when he healed me. It's what made me fall in love with him.

Kyle: Yeah, me, too.

Liz: Kyle!

Michael: You guys are always giving me crap about being impulsive and stupid. Well you know what's stupid? Sneaking around in the desert while your father is watching our every move.

Max: Shut up, Michael.

Michael: Whose idea was it to bury the alien stuff anyway? What are we? Eight? It's called a safety deposit box.

Max: I need the book translation. It might have something on Liz's change.

Michael: You read it like 10 times.

Max: Well maybe I missed something.

Michael: What if there's nothing in there?

Max: Well then I'll find somebody who knows something. [pauses] Even if I have to contact the FBI.

Michael: Hey Max, I know this is a big deal, but you gotta keep calm. All right? Don't kick up any dust, if we get exposed we can't help her.

Max: It's a risk I'm willing to take.

Michael: Do I have to smack some sense into you right now?? I got a shovel here, I'll do it!

[Max uses his powers to send Michael's shovel flying a few feet.]

Max: There is something wrong with her Michael, and I don't know how to fix it.

Michael: We'll figure it out.

Max: And what if we can't? What if it gets worse? I've screwed up hundreds of times to find out who we are, do you know how many times Liz has?... Never. And this is what she gets in return. Look, I'm doing whatever it takes to help her. If you got a problem with that you can leave right now.

[Michael walks away. He gets his shovel and goes back to where Max is digging and helps him.]

Michael: Let me get this straight: you dumped me so you can go live your dream, and now you're telling me you're dropping that too?

Maria: I'm sorry, I just really need some advice right now.

Michael: It's like you said we're not linked anymore. I could invite you inside, tell you to stay in Roswell, because that's what I want, but you know what? I'm not going to be the guy you blame for ruining your life.

Liz: Just stop hurting me.

Max: I wasn't trying to.

Liz: No, but Max, you do. You always do. Why did you sleep with her? Why?

Michael: First day of school, third grade. I'm standing by the lunch line arguing with that ass Mr. Trevors. He tells me that the cafeteria won't take my food stamps. I say that they're for food, aren't they? And he looks down on me, and he says with that scraggly mustache and that stupid comb over, he says, I don't take lip from welfare punks. I'm about to kick his balls up into his throat, but then I feel someone watching me. And it feels like a heat lamp turned on in the back on my neck, and I turned around and there you are. You're sitting at a table all by yourself. You're just staring right at me. So I walk over and I sit down. You're still staring at me with those big eyes. And you push your tray of food over to me, and you said that you can have my lunch. Right then, I knew you were different. You know, you were different like I was different like people liked you and wanted you around [trying not to cry], I want you around. I want you around, so please don't go. [he cries and lays his head down on her chest. He squeezes her hand, and we see Michael's hand turn white and the white travels to Isabel's hand and up her arm. She puts her hand on his back. Michael lifts up his head and looks at Isabel.]

Max: Liz... they're taking our home from us. They want to kill us... and they might. But when I look in your eyes, I... I don't feel angry, or deprived. I feel like the luckiest half-human on the planet. You're pure... you're true... and you're real. And right now that seems like the only thing that's important. I want to be with you Liz... forever.

Liz: Forever may only be twelve days.

Max: Then we'll take those twelve days... [He places a diamond in Liz's palm and closes her hand around it] And we'll live twelve lifetimes. Liz Parker... will you marry me?

Maria: I thought you were leaving.

Michael: I am... but I just wanted... I dunno.

Maria: To say goodbye?

Michael: (struggles to form words, then speaks) ...I wanted to say that this thing has been screwed up from the beginning. You and me. Us. Just the whole long, stupid story...

Maria: ...Thanks...

Michael: But I wouldn't trade it for anything. It's meant so much to me, y'know. From day one, from the moment I kidnapped you and stole your car... I knew you were the girl for me. I never wanted anyone else...

Max: I'm a member of that group of... outsiders. I always knew I was different and for a long, long time, all I wanted was to be another face in the crowd... but in the end, it wasn't possible. I guess it never was. So from now on, I'll just concentrate on being who I really am. Some of you might not like that. Some of you might even... find that frightening. But that's not my problem any more. I have to be who I really am and let fate take care of the rest. So... thank you, Roswell... Thank you for... for letting me live among you. Thank you for giving me a family. Thank you for giving me a home.